1913 (historia)

the stars have betrayed me they've left me castrated and numb
but i can't distinguish honesty from arrogance
so i'll regard their insolence as fear
i'll be back someday
and this time with switchblade in hand to cut us free from certainty, courtesy,
and all of our sordid memories
i conquered your world with a smile and a twist of your spine
it's taken me this long to realize
and cauterize the wounds that i made up inside
if i had my way i'd leave this all up to you
but it's my fault entirely
awake, aware, of infidelities i bear

i'm sorry that i've ended all your dreams of new beginnings
i'm sorry i've forgotten what it feels like to be deceived
i'm sorry i painted your world with a sky shaded gray
i'm sorry that i'm writing to say i'll never live this down

she says it's over
over and over